The Darkness.

Darkness creeps.

The depression is what the medically educated call it.

I call it darkness.

Every day it finds me.

Good days.

Bad days.

 It always finds me.

I cannot escape it,

 I cannot hide.

Darkness creeps.

Self inflicted pain and hatred.

Both product of the darkness.

I try to find the light.

Everyday, I try to find the light.

Good days.

Bad days.

I always seem to get so close.

And then……

Darkness creeps.